A/N: Heyo! This is my first song fic and its to the song 'The riddle' by Five for fighting . Enjoy :)

The Riddle

By: Speedboy0.5

Summary: Song fic going along to the song the Riddle for Bruce Wayne and his young ward.

'There was a man back in 95 who's heart ran out of summers but before he died, I asked him wait whats the sense in life.'

A young Bruce Wayne ran up the path-way towards the direction of his home. His head lowered slowly as he approached his father. The man was sitting out an outdoor chair, reading something in the paper, lowering his arms only when he heard the boy approach. Noticing the look of his son, he frowned and folded up his paper to sit up slowly.

"Whats wrong, Bruce?" His father asked, sounding very concerned for the young boy.

"I just don't understand what the point of life is any more." Bruce mumbled, lowering his head further and kicking at a patch of dirt on the ground with a sigh. "And I don't think I ever will."

With a gentle smile, the older man drew him in close and pulled him up onto his lap to hold him. Both of them were quiet for the longest time, but finally the oldest of the two Wayne men sighed softly and looked down at his child, about to offer him a bit of fatherly wisdom.

"There is a reason to the world" His father said, gently hugging the other. "You and I."

Bruce smiled softly, and his father patted his head and they sat together enjoying each others company. This would be the last time that they ever did this. That night they went to the opera and a tragic accident occurred, and thats when a young Bruce saw the life through new eyes.

Twenty long years passed since then, and he still saw life the way his father had before him.

'Picked up my kid from school today. "Did you learn anything cause in the world today you can't live in a castle far away".'

Bruce sighed softly and ran his fingers through his raven locks as he picked up his nine year old, adopted son from school. The little boy was unusually quiet today, with the only noise he made being gentle hums and soft coughs just to break the tension and silence in the car. After this happened a few times, Bruce finally decided to speak up.

"So, what did you learn today?" Bruce asked, looking at his son and knowing that while the boy may have been young, he knew that in the world life was hard and it was almost never easy.

"We learned that people are very small compared to other things in the universe." Dick answered as Bruce smiled a tad.

"Why don't we play catch when we get home?" Bruce asked, ruffling the boy's hair.

"Yeah!" The boy giggled, his eyes widened to the size larger than the moon.

If you think about it man we got it all. Cause we're all we got on this bouncing ball.

Later that night the two played catch together until it became dark out. Dick started to fall asleep and Bruce carried the small child to his room and put him in his bed. He looked at his son and smiled. Dick and Alfred were the only family he had left in the world. Bruce walked back to his room when he thought about what his father had said twenty years ago and still didn't understand what his father meant but thats when His mind suddenly shifted to his son and thats when he found the answer.

Heres a riddle find the answer theres a reason for the world; you and I.

"Wally. Please stop writing fanfictions about me." Dick said sternly as he shut off the laptop.